Thursday, May 24, 2007

It's been almost two and a half months since my wife left me and the search for my balls has been moving along slow and steady, until now.

My wife called me up and wanted to get together, so we did. We had dinner and she told me all about her humanitarian trek in Nepal and I told her about all the beer I've been drinking and the search for my balls. I knew what was coming next, but I could not stop it. She needed a place to stay, I told her she could stay with me. Part of me wanted to get back together with her and part of me just wanted to have sex with her, so I told her she could stay in hopes that one of the 2 or maybe even both would happen. It's been 3 days and things have been civil and a little awkward. No sex, no reconciliation, no fights, no problems.

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about me

I started this blog years ago while searching for my balls after my ex-wife stole them. Now that I'm happily married to a true woman and looking forward to many happy years not worrying about the woman sleeping next to me stealing my balls, I still seem to lose them from time to time. Whether it's the tech support guy at work taking them or my debilitating anxiety hiding them from me, it's still a battle.